He touched the table top touch screen and it whined as it lit up. ‘Let’s see what you’ve been doing Athena.’ Zeke muttered, typing on the comp...ter. He typed in a command and a window popped up. It read ‘Activate pods Y/N’. He typed a timed command and walked back to the pods. He pressed the button on another pod and stepped in. There was a whirring as the capacitors warmed up. The pods hissed and closed. There was a loud beep and a long whine. He waited for the intense pain that he remembered. “I love you to.” I could never be any happier than I was right now with my beautiful girlfriend on top of me and all my problems in my life just seemed to have faded away like they never have existed.“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!” Oh shit! I know that voice.It was my 19 year old cousin Bridgett, who I guess just walked in on Crystal and I. Bridgett from what I can remember has been an Amazon (manly the tall and beautiful part) with a nice perfectly round ass, which is pretty much the. Tanya, Charlie's wife, is a painter, so I asked her if she'd choose the right stuff. She got him a case that had a couple of hundred pencils in it, along with chalk and who knows what else. It was a nice set, just the thing for Santa to bring him.It wasn't possible to get good info on Eva without risking her finding out what was going on. The people she worked for are the kind of people who get hinky whenever they're contacted by the cops, and would warn her we were asking questions because. My family came here from northern Italy back in the thirties before the start of World War II.’ ‘Well, that explains the blonde hair and the baby blues that you have like Frankie Sinatra did. A dozen years before he died, me and the boys saw Frankie in concert, you know. He gave a Hell of a show, a Hell of a show. Right boys? We even met him backstage, too. He was a great man. He was a man that made all Italians proud to be Italian. He was right up there with Christopher Columbus and Dean.